A few hours ago I opened my front door. Life put in stasis Tuesday afternoon began to splutter and whir, opposing forces took their place in line. Three days mail, the dog demanding full attention, my son with a litany of questions and answers, emails, phone messages, garbage I forgot to take out – that excruciating transition between holiday and home. Always happy to home, yet never comfortable with the “transition” , I eased myself back by downloading almost 500 photographs.
Those pictures solidify three short days in my life – a spur of the moment road trip, covering upwards of 2000 kilometers – days packed with laughter, numerous odd quests and eye popping discovery. Too muddled to nail down a single “ponder” – a few snapshots – each one destined to become ponder fodder a day or two from now.
Too tired for background, location or explanation, these were taken over the last few days in the interior of British Columbia. Each has a story to follow.